2 "Princess self-immolation"

Su Heyu woke up and said, "Mother."

"You come out." Mrs. Su pulled Su Heyu out of the inner room and walked outside to let him go. She still sat on the main seat with no sadness on her face. "Heyu, what do you think?"

Su Heyu was helpless. She looked up at Su Linhua and shouted hesitantly, "Father..."

"Don't say more. Princess Zhaohua is the most beloved daughter of the emperor and the queen. They are reluctant to scold them, but now they have died unexpectedly in less than a year of marriage, and the divorce letter..." Su Linhua pointed to the divorce letter on the ground, "That's your handwriting, Yuer, now you can only protect the Su family by taking the initiative to plead guilty."

"Father..." Su Heyu shouted anxiously, and then said in a low voice, "The child knew that his father was right, but the child of Yi'an's death did not know at all. The divorce letter was only written in anger for a moment. Who would have expected that she would..." Speaking of this, he hurriedly stopped.

Su Linhua patted the table fiercely and blushed angrily, "You don't even know what's wrong! Yi'an is now the young grandmother of the Su family. Naturally, it is your responsibility to die. Moreover, when you think of your rumors over the past year, the world will only think that Yi'an's death was yours!"

Mrs. Su, who was sitting, quickly stretched out her hand and pressed Su Linhua's palm, "Sir, calm down first." Then he told the others coldly, "You all retreat. No one is allowed to come in."

The maids around them bowed their heads and retreated.

Looking at the absence of others in the house, Mrs. Su lowered her voice, "Sir, I have a way to solve this matter smoothly."

"What can I do?" Su Linhua suddenly became interested, and his gloomy mood was slightly better.

"A fire burned the house and will tell the emperor tomorrow that the princess will set herself on fire." After saying that, the corners of Mrs. Su's mouth gradually spread a decisive smile.

Su Linhua immediately scolded, "Don't mess around. How can I do this kind of thing against morality and righteousness? Besides, the emperor can't believe it.

Hearing the previous sentence, Mrs. Su was still a little uncertain, but after hearing Su Linhua's relieved words, Mrs. Su continued to explain, "Master, it is known that the princess is arrogant. Because it is not once or twice that such a shocking thing is done, so the emperor must not believe it. Believe it."

Looking at the corners of Mrs. Su's eyes, her tone suddenly turned, "And..."

"And what?" Su Linhua really agreed with this practice.

"And the second room is getting more and more powerful in front of the emperor. How can our big room watch the second room steal our limelight? Does the master want to see that our big house will be crushed by the second room in the future? Mrs. Su pulled her tone and looked at the firm look on the master's face and suddenly collapsed. She took a teacup and took two sips.

Su Linhua's heart was really shaken and forgot all the morality and morality. He kept thinking about the scene of Su Wenhua being favored in front of the emperor these days. He just changed his mind in an instant, but he still looked at Su Heyu, "What do you think?"

Su Heyu thought about Princess Zhaohua's arrogant and domineering expression and blurted out, "What my mother said."

So, that night, the Xiangyu Pavilion in Sufu went out of the water for no reason, and the fire gradually swallowed up the surrounding houses, lighting up half of the sky in the capital, and even the drizzle could not stop the burning of the fire.

Clear and clear, the morning glow is charming.

Two days later, in the morning, in Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Mufu, Xiangcheng, the woman who had been fever and unconscious finally opened her eyes.

"Miss, are you awake?" Nan Xiao, the maidservant by the bed, hung up the bed tent.

The woman lay in ** and did not adapt to the light for a while. She quickly closed her eyes, and there were some fragmented but memorable pictures in her mind. She suddenly sat up and said, "I'm not dead?"

Nan Xiao was stunned when he heard the words, and then helped the woman cover the quilt. "Miss just suffered from the wind and cold. How could she die?"

The woman lowered her eyes in disbelief, and countless strange scenes filled her mind in an instant. When everything was over, she realized that she had actually survived in other people's bodies.

Nan Xiao saw the woman's stupid appearance and asked worriedly, "Miss! Miss...what's wrong with you?"

Mu Xiyan raised his clear eyes, shook his head slowly, and reluctantly smiled, "It's all right." She lowered her head and covered the sadness in her eyes. She touched her lower abdomen and felt unfathomable hatred in her heart.

"Miss, are you hungry?" Nan Xiao looked at her touching her stomach and thought she was hungry, so she waved to another maid, "Nan Sshi, go and bring breakfast." Remember to be light."

It's too late for Mu Xilan to exit to stop it, so she can only say, "Nanxiao, what's going on these days?"

This time, Nanxiao looked at Mu Xilan suspiciously, "How does Miss know? The day before yesterday, the Xiangyu Pavilion in Sufu, the capital, burned down all night, and finally found that the young lady of Sufu was burned to death by the fire. The emperor and the queen were extremely saddened when they learned about it, and the emperor issued an order to mourn for the princess for the whole dynasty for five days. However, the news only reached Xiangcheng yesterday.

Mu Xi'an, who heard the words, clenched the bedding, and his eyes fell somewhere, "burned to death..."

"The young lady is really short-lived, and she is still pregnant with a four-month-old child, so she went there." Nan Xiao was tidying up the cabinet and didn't notice the hatred that Mu Xilan couldn't melt in his eyes.

She was obviously killed, but how could she be burned to death? How can this be possible, unless... unless the people in Sufu deliberately want to hide the cause of their death. And she knew that only Mrs. Su would come up with such a way, and she could no longer understand Mrs. Su's character.

Anyway, what she hates most now is that Su Heyu is so affectionate! No matter how capricious they were at the beginning, at least they were also a couple who slept together for a year. It was really hateful and sad that their princess ended up like this.

"Miss, my maidservant went to the kitchen and was kicked out by Fang's mother." Nanshi was aggrieved and came back with a little unwillingness. She walked to the stunned Mu Xijian for a moment and couldn't help saying in her heart, "Also, on the way back, I heard the maid in the front yard say... and said..."

"What did you say?" Mu Xiran frowned slightly and let Nanxiao put on her a white skirt.

Nan Shi glanced at Nan Xiao, bit her lips and knelt down. "Miss, the second lady is going to expel the name of the eldest lady from the Mu family tree today. At this time, they have gone to the ancestral hall... Miss, think of a way."

Mu Xi'an's face changed when she heard this. Although she had never experienced Mu Xi's past, she could feel the uncontrollable resentment and hatred in her heart. What's more, now she is a young lady in Mu's house. As the eldest daughter, she must stop the second lady. Do this.

Mu Xiran walked to the bronze mirror with a face and looked at the woman with a sallow face inside. Her cheeks were thin and beautiful, and the white skirt was loose and ugly.

"Miss, if there is really nothing I can do, then the maidservant will make a scene with Nan Shi. No matter what, she can't let the second lady succeed." Nan Xiao behind her looked at Mu Xilan's expressionless facial features and thought she couldn't figure out anything.

Unexpectedly, Mu Xilan spoiled herself in the mirror and smiled, "Is it noisy? It will only make the second lady happier. Turning around and looking at the two loyal maids in front of him, Mu Xilan smiled and said, "Nanxiao, you go to Xiangshuiyuan." He leaned slightly and put his lips close to Nanxiao's ear to finish the rest of the words.

Nan Shi flashed her eyes curiously and pouted a little dissatisfied.

After hearing this, Nan Xiao's face was happy, "Miss, don't worry, I understand." Just ran out with a smoke.

"Miss is biased and doesn't tell me anything." Nan Shi turned his face aggrievedly.

Mu Xilan felt warm and patted Nanshi on the shoulder, "Nanxiao is steady. It's best to leave this matter to her. And you are the most relieved to follow me. In just a short time, Mu Xilan roughly understood the nature of Nanshi and Nanxiao, "Let's go to the ancestral hall first."

The ancestral hall of Mufu is rare and lively.

Master Mu stood in the middle of the hall and took a look at the second lady kneeling on the ground and said with satisfaction, "Nianqing, help your mother up. The ground is cold. Don't hurt yourself."

The second lady's face was heavy, and she actually pushed away Mu Nianqing, who wanted to help her. "Sir, how can my concubine stand in front of her ancestors?" He lowered his head and looked willing and pious. "It's better for my concubine to kneel."

When Master Mu saw that she was so persistent, he followed her. He was still very distressed and more and more smiring the second lady.

The woman in gorgeous clothes sitting on the pear flower wooden chair on the right looked at Mu Qingyang's look and couldn't help joking, "Xia Lian is too kind. Master Mu should cherish it in the future."

"Madam said that." Mu Qingyang nodded respectfully and strengthened today's practice. He turned around and waved his hand to call the housekeeper, "Uncle Nan, go and bring the genealogy here."

"Wait." There was a crisp female voice outside, and everyone in the hall looked at it together. Seeing Nanshi help Mu Xi ran in, Mu Xi ran to worship Mu Qingyang and his wife sitting in the seat. There were a lot of etiquette.

Mu Qingyang saw that it was the second lady, and his face was obviously unhappy, "What are you doing here?"

Just listening to the tone, the woman sitting knew it. Sure enough, Master Mu didn't like this second lady very much.

"Dad, my daughter heard that her father was going to expel her mother from the genealogy, and it was difficult to understand for a moment, so she hurried over. Please don't blame your daughter's recklessness." Mu Xiran bowed to Mu Qingyang again, and then knelt down in everyone's eyes, and a thin layer of tears instantly flooded his eyes, "I don't know why my father treats my mother like this?"

The delicate white face, coupled with tears that are about to roll down, the trembling and aggrieved appearance is so heartbreaking.